MissDemeanour is Reflecting.
Today I didn’t drink. I declined an offer for beer-night. I did well. Perhaps my will power is stronger from all my prayers.
Thank God!
MissDemeanour is Reflecting.
Today I didn’t drink. I declined an offer for beer-night. I did well. Perhaps my will power is stronger from all my prayers.
Thank God!
MissDemeanour is Reflecting.
“He who conquers others is mighty. He who conquers himself is almighty.”
I have a problem. I’ve been on a path of self-destruction for the past year. It was about this time in 2008 when I found out my fiance was being unfaithful and, needless to say, the two week process of moving and splitting up our things was a mixture of chaos and fear. My sister told me that the best thing to do was to have a stiff drink and simply deal with it. Although I left the relationship, I did so on the crutch of alcohol.
I tend to drink alone. I dislike bars, and have become an expert at hiding my problem from loved ones. I’ll get a case of beer with the intention of it lasting a week, but it seems to disappear within a night.
I’m caught in a vicious cycle that began when I felt too weak to deal with my emotions and loss. I’m sick of being sick. I’m faultering at school and I drag myself through work. My family history is marred with alcoholism, and now I feel like I’m stumbling in my parents shoes. I have no control over my binge drinking, and now that it’s the end of November I’m dwelling on the painful memories of my relationship falling apart.
I wish I could attend AA meetings; however, there isn’t a group established where I live. I wish I had the courage to tell my family, but I am so ashamed of myself that I can’t bring myself to confess. I suppose that is why I am here, revealing my problems to strangers; notwithstanding the shame I feel, I suppose this is as good a start as any.
That’s it… now to take the day-by-day approach.
God grant me the strength to overcome my weaknesses.
None for now. Going to be another idiot who tries moderation over abstinence. I never have succeeded at this in the past, but making rules about it seems that it may be different. Will post details of this venture at a later date
Dunccc is searching for Rubiks Cube solutions
As a recovering alcoholic I know that even one drink could lead me down a very dark path back into a life I never want to live again. I’ve been on the wagon for three years now, and this goal will only be complete the day I die.
Hello all-
I don’t think I drink too much, but I do drink a few times a week (sometimes more like “several” times a week) and am giving it up for Lent. Since drinking is something I enjoy, I feel this will really be a sacrifice. Hopefully I can last 40 days! =)
And I want to try to keep it that way! A few people in my extended family have died from alcohol-related causes. A lot of my great (and great-great) uncles are/were alcoholics, so my parents don’t drink, and don’t want me to. I don’t want to anyway, and neither do any of my friends.
Des is slowly regaining her sanity (unfortunately?)
...but for me, and for many other people, alcohol is just too much of a risk. It’s not worth it.
I did this for three months and although you may think three months is nothing, the social life I have, the people I hang around and the things I do of an evening ALL include alcohol – you’ve no idea just how constantly around you it is until you abstain.
I started drinking again over Xmas and the first time I got drunk (a month later) totally highlighted all the reasons I shouldn’t!!! I’ve cut down since and in time will abstain again for good (I hope).
This will not be difficult as I made a pact with myself I would never stoop to my father’s level. Since then, about a year now, I haven’t had a sip. This will last a lifetime.
Fancyness feels disorganized
turns out I may be pregnant. No more booze at all for the next nine months, which is just as well. Not that I could even if I wanted a drink, turns out I wasn’t hung over (thought it strange) but rather going through a terrible case of morning sickness which has just continued days later. Urgghhh. If its going to be this way for too much longer I may have to kill my husband for getting me in this position!